Fifteen minutes, twenty, twenty five. He sat patiently, his queen making nasty little gestures at me and reaching over occasionally to squeeze the cro...ch of his king. The bishop on her side would use his staff to probe at her rear, every once in a while in a way that was too disturbing to look at for any length of time. And king’s bishop whoring himself to that horse, on his hands and knees, didn’t do much for my concentration. Or my appetite, for that matter. I fixed my eyes on my own pieces.. Her eyes are unusually bright in the dim light, and her hand comes up to rake through her short, dark hair. The way her smile falters makes my breath catch, and it’s in that moment I realise Lucas has been telling the truth. It feels like my heart stops beating and then I’m suddenly hit with a rush of understanding. The glimpses of humour he’s been showing these past couple of weeks, his flirtatious behaviour and his lack of concern over who sees him… it’s all been leading to this. My best. After playing a bit with my pussy and nipples, he turned me around and started to kiss her on the lips. His fingers still massaging and penetrating my already wet pussy lips. He picked me up and carried me to the back seat of the vehicle.After getting in, he locked the car and shut down all the lights and we started kissing wildly. I was quick and didn't waste much time to undo his shirt and went straight down to suck on his nipples. This was his delicate part and he had started to squirm. My. My hands caressing her legs as I slowly lick my way up her leg. I bite her inner thigh as my hand rubs against her. One hand resting low on her stomach as the other slowly rubs against her slit. My thumb going up and down. She is so wet for me right now, her hips arch up as my thumb continues to rub her outer lips. “Fuck me Ann….please fuck me.” I hear her moan. “Yes baby.” I tell her with a sigh as I kiss the top of her mound. My tongue licks her pussy lips for the first time.